4 months

No way November will see our goodbye,

when it comes to December it's obvious why

no one wants to be alone at Christmas time.

Come January we're frozen inside,

making new resolutions a hundred times.

February, won't you be my valentine? 

And we'll both be safe 'til St. Patrick's Day.

Emily Dickenson - Parting is all we know of Hell.

I wish we could watch the 22 video together. 
Or eat zucchini. 
Or watch Apollo 13. 
Or go to Gas Lamp Antiques. 
Or the fabric store & hug in the aisles. 
Or have French fries with hot mustard. 
Or dance in the kitchen. 
Or watch DDD.
Or go for a drive. 
Or sing along to Dive In. 
Or talk about space. 
Or open all the windows during a storm. 
Or pick out our favorite soaps.
Or kiss in the doorway over and over. 

I just miss my best friend. 
No one fills that spot enough, ever. 

i wonder all too often if my apartment key is still on your ring.

also, did you ever cancel that post office box? Nope, probably not.

i'm not broken, just bent.
and i can learn to love again.

Good Lord, this is everything I want.